The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

"The almighty master of the last days is raising buns in the interstellar ()"

"Dear boss, I'm here, where are you?"

In front of an interstellar passage in Xingqingfeng City on No. 68, a monstrously handsome man walked out of the passage slowly.

Looking up at the entrance of the passageway where people are coming and going, the prosperity is less than one-tenth of that of No. 88 star, a trace of disdain arises in my heart.

"Wow~ so handsome!"

"The water turtle Star God, is this a new star? I haven't seen it before."

"I don't know, I haven't heard or seen it."

"You might as well look it up on Xingwang, which company launched the newcomer, I want to follow him, I want to follow him."

...

Obviously, the man's image has successfully attracted countless surprise eyes.

There was that daring girl who, at the instigation of her companions, rushed over to get an autograph.

However, how can a man who is the Prison Lord of the Abyss give people the chance to get close?

After he saw the surrounding environment clearly, he released a low-key and luxurious suspension car with a wave of his hand.

He boarded the car gracefully and quickly disappeared from people's sight.

"Ahhh, so handsome and chic."

"Ah - I'm wet, I'm wet, I really want a boyfriend like this."

"Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and a powerful figure, it's so perfect that it's impeccable."

"I originally thought that there would be no other handsome man in the entire galaxy besides His Majesty."

"I didn't expect to meet someone on such a backward planet today."

"No, I have to find out his identity, otherwise, Miss Ben will not be able to eat for at least half a month."

Leaving aside the crowd of nympho behind him, Leng Zheng'ao directly drove the hover car to the No. 68 star stronghold of Abyss Prison.

In the past few months, I heard that the people at the No. 68 stronghold took the initiative and took part in the search for the whereabouts of the twin mother.

And was caught by the federal black guards in Shushan and sent to the federal prison.

The man turned on the interstellar communicator on the hover car, and soon a light screen appeared in the cab.

The light screen showed a respectful and beautiful face of a young woman: "Master Prisoner, have you arrived yet?"

"Have you checked everything I asked you to check?"

Facing the girl, Leng Zheng'ao's expression didn't change a bit, "How many of our members in the No. 68 star base were arrested?"

"Yes, it has been found."

The woman smiled sweetly, "The information has been sent to your private communicator, and you will be able to see it later."

"Um."

Leng Zheng'ao responded with satisfaction, "Then, hasn't anything happened at home these days since I left?"

"Master Prisoner, please rest assured, everything is as usual at home, and nothing suspicious has happened."

"Well, contact me in time if you need something."

Leng Zheng'ao didn't say any more, and disconnected the call when he finished speaking.

There was a coldness in his eyes.

He whispered sullenly: "It's very good, you are all very good."

"Come on, just come if you have to."

The man muttered softly, the hover car turned and flew away in a different direction.

"Since that's the case, I will have fun with you, and see who plotted whom?"

After saying that, he stopped in a relatively remote place, put away the suspension car, and took out a brand new car that had never been used before.

Sitting in the car again, the voice prompts: "Xiaofeng, let's find a no-man's land and stop first."

"Good master."

The suspension car Smart Xiaofeng answered very simply, the body slowly lifted into the air, and the front scanner began to detect and scan the scarce carbon-based areas.

Leng Zheng'ao let the hover car drive by itself, while he turned on his personal communicator.

With great excitement, he dialed out the communication number that he had just obtained.